I didn’t know how long I was asleep but a metallic squeak woke me out of my slumber. I sat up in my ell, watching a small sliver of light fall into the dark basement.
A small figure with a hood over their head approached quietly. “Shh,” they hushed as they fumbled with a set of keys to open the lock.
They didn’t have to tell me twice.
After a couple of attempts, the lock clicked and the stranger pulled the door open for me. They tossed me a blue cape and a bottle of water before checking the coast was clear.
Dehydrated, I drank as much water as I could until my stomach was bloated and my mouth no longer felt like a desert. Only when I finished drinking, I realised it might have been poisoned. A bit too late, but it seemed like an overly complicated way to kill me when Ormslang could’ve
